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Bats, they are sick. I cannot hit curveball. Straightball I hit it very much. Curveball, bats are afraid. I ask Jobu to come, take fear from bats. I offer him cigar, rum. He will come. |
Bring up the Holy Hand Grenade! |
The structure of this roof cap is exactly like the kind of telemetry tracker that NASA uses to identify dead pulsars in deep space. |
Eddie Harris: You know you might think about taking Jesus Christ as your savior instead of fooling around with all this stuff.
Roger Dorn: Sh**, Harris.
Pedro Cerrano: Jesus, I like him very much, but he no help with curveball.
Eddie Harris: You trying to say Jesus Christ can't hit a curveball?
Uploaded on Aug. 15, 2008
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...And Saint Attila raised the hand grenade up on high, saying, "O Lord, bless this Thy hand grenade that with it Thou mayest blow Thine enemies to tiny bits, in Thy mercy." And the Lord did grin and the people did feast upon the lambs and sloths and carp and anchovies and orangutans and breakfast cereals, and fruit bats and large chu ... And the Lord spake, saying, "First shalt thou take out the Holy Pin, then shalt thou count to three, no more, no less. Three shall be the number thou shalt count, and the number of the counting shall be three. Four shalt thou not count, neither count thou two, excepting that thou then proceed to three. Five is right out. Once the number three, being the third number, be reached, then lobbest thou thy Holy Hand Grenade of Antioch towards thy foe, who being naughty in my sight, shall snuff it." Amen.
Uploaded on Aug. 15, 2008
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RAY: Cold riveted girders with cores of pure selenium.
PETER: Everyone getting this so far? So what? I guess they just don't make them like they used to.
RAY: No! Nobody ever made them like this! The architect was either a certified genius or an aesthetic wacko!
PETER: Ray, for a moment, pretend that I don't know anything about metallurgy, engineering or physics and just tell me what the hell is going on.
Uploaded on Aug. 15, 2008
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Pedigree |
I ain't sayin she's a gold digger |
What is your bidding, my lord? |
Uploaded on Aug. 14, 2008
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Uploaded on Aug. 14, 2008
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BOBO DRIVE-IN |
1.21 GIGAWATTS! |
Baker Hotel - Mineral Wells, Texas |
No relation.
Uploaded on Aug. 2, 2008
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Yes, I took this photo of the Weatherford courthouse at the very moment lightning stuck and a DeLorean streaked by at 88mph.
Uploaded on July 29, 2008
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Tonight I needed to get out of the house.
So I threw the camera in the truck and headed west.
I eventually ended up in Mineral Wells.
I need to go back when I have the time to spend photographing this town "right." There's a lot more to see.
Mineral Wells is an odd little town of about 15,000 people out in Palo Pinto county once famous for the "medicinal" powers of the many nearby mineral springs that gave the town its name. For example, water from the "Crazy Well" was said to be able to cure mental illness, among other maladies. I have heard people say that one of the minerals in the water in particularly elevated concentrations is lithium, so there may be something to that belief...
It's hard to drive through the town without noticing this building. This is the Baker Hotel. Here's what Wikipedia has to say about the place:
In 1926 construction began on the Baker Hotel, which would offer therapeutic baths and massages to the many visitors. Built in the style of the Arlington Hotel in Hot Springs, Arkansas, the Baker is not quite Art Deco, but still a product of the Roaring 20s. Construction was completed in late 1929, and the Baker opened for business on November 22, 1929. [From Bo: Notice the bad timing -- this was less than a month after the stock market crash at the beginning of the Great Depression!]
T.B. Baker, a wealthy hotel businessman, spent $1,250,000.00 to build the famous hotel. Some of the famous names to appear on the Baker Hotel guest list include Judy Garland, Clark Gable, the Three Stooges, Lyndon Johnson and Lady Bird, Roy Rogers, Will Rogers, Marlene Dietrich, Mary Martin, General Pershing, Dorothy Lamour, Sammy Kaye, Jack Dempsey, Helen Keller, and Ronald Reagan.
The building has 14 stories (which puts it on the international list of skyscrapers), 452 rooms, two complete spas, and claimed to be the second U.S. hotel with a swimming pool and the first Olympic-size swimming pool in the United States.
The famous Big Bands of the era, such as the Dorsey Brothers, played the Sky Room at the top of the hotel or in the first floor Brazos Room. Lawrence Welk spoke of his times at the Baker early in his career. Guy Lombardo is another Big Band leader who also played the Baker. In addition to this, many celebrities stayed at The Baker including Welk, Judy Garland, Clark Gable, The Three Stooges, Roy Rogers, Dale Evans. A local legend also contends that Bonnie and Clyde stayed in the hotel one one occasion under an alias.
The building was in constant use from 1929 to 1963, including a three year period during World War II in which it served as military dependent quarters. The building sat vacant for two years until 1965, when a group of Mineral Wellians re-opened the Baker, but it would not last. The final guest checked out in 1972 and the Baker quickly began to deteriorate.
Supposedly the building is haunted. I especially like the story from TexasEscapes.com about the ghost on the 7th floor:
The stories of ghosts and hauntings began in the Baker long before it ever closed. A porter who worked there during the 1950's and 1960's was the first known to witness the ghost of the woman on the seventh floor. She was possibly the mistress of the hotel manager. Distraught from her affair she jumped to her death from the top of the building. The year of the incident has not been verified but the room she stayed in, apparently quite comfortably, was a suite on the southeast corner of the seventh floor. Many have reported smelling her perfume and her spirit is said to be quite flirtatious with men she may fancy.
Uploaded on July 29, 2008
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Only curves that never done me wrong |
Twinkle me this |
Race winner Scott Dixon |
Uploaded on July 27, 2008
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Going down in a blaze of glory |
Hang on tight there, buddy. You drop it, you buy it. |
Sparky, I think we's got a problem |
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Smokin' em |
4 new skins and a quick drink |
All the little ants go marching |
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